Chapter 345: Pulling people and running out

When Mo Shiyi asked other people in the studio about their work arrangements, a man suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

If he wasn't too familiar with this person, Mo Shiyi almost didn't recognize him as Pei Zishen!

"Where did you come from? You look like the bank robber wanted by the police on TV recently. Aren't you afraid of scaring the people in the studio?" Except for the white mask, Pei Zishen was dressed in black clothes, black hat, black pants and black shoes. If it was dark at night, it would probably have an invisible effect, and it would be no problem to scare anyone.

Pei Zishen looked around at himself, "What's the problem, don't you think I'm handsome? Hey, you say I'm handsome or not!"

The clerk who was inexplicably pulled over didn't recognize that the man wearing a mask in front of him was one of his bosses. He was at a loss for a while, and the three words "lunatic" were almost written on his face.

Mo Shiyi snickered as she dragged Pei Zishen away to the office. "Be careful that you scare them, or they won't work for you anymore."

Pei Zishen frowned coldly. "They dare!" Others might be scared by Pei Zishen's cold face. But Mo Shiyi had known him for so many years, and knew at a glance that he was just playing a joke and not really angry. She casually took a piece of hawthorn from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, laughing happily at his face wrinkled by the sourness.

His mouth was sour and bitter, Pei Zishen subconsciously wanted to find a trash can to spit it out, but Mo Shiyi stopped him quickly. "Don't spit it out. If you spit it out, don't even think about my office next time."

The person in front of him smiled brightly, so brightly that it seemed to warm people's hearts.

After all, he couldn't bear to let her lose this smile, so Pei Zishen chewed it randomly and swallowed it into his stomach, frowning and yelling, "Why don't you give me a glass of water?" He drank several large cups in a row to wash away the sour taste in his mouth.

I don't know what she has been doing recently. Her taste has become so strange. Could it be because of her pregnancy?

Pregnancy...

He almost forgot that the person in front of him had grown from a skinny girl to a confident and beautiful woman, married, and pregnant with the child of the person she loves.

Pei Zishen squeezed the cup with such force that veins were almost exposed, but in the end he still pretended to be nonchalant and put the cup on the table. He packed her things himself, stuffed the bag into her hands, pulled her and ran out.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a fun place."

Come in a hurry and leave in a hurry.

By the time Mo Shiyi came back to her senses from a series of styling, changing clothes, skin care and makeup, and all those messy and dizzy things, she had already appeared at a large banquet with Pei Zishen. After dealing with a familiar dealer who approached him with a familiar smile and a confused heart, Mo Shiyi pulled Pei Zishen's sleeve and asked in a low voice with gritted teeth, "I just stuffed you with a few hawthorn slices that you don't like, why did you drag me here?"

Pei Zishen looked mysterious and didn't miss a word, "You will know if you follow me."

Mo Shiyi was obviously not satisfied with his answer, and changed the question, "Whose is this..."

"Mo Shiyi?"

The topic was interrupted, and Mo Shiyi had to put it aside for the time being and looked at the person who came.

Unfortunately, it was an acquaintance.

"Ms. Alia, what a coincidence." Alia nodded dignifiedly as a return gift, and then looked at the two of them suspiciously, "Why are you here? I remember that your name doesn't seem to be on the invitation list."